NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5: Maybe I Will
(Sexual Content: Intersex on female)
Ava sits shirtless on the edge of the examination table, her eyes locked on the sterile white floor. Her heart thuds heavily in the quiet of the room, each beat rattling against her ribcage. Why the hell am I so nervous? She grips the edge of the table tighter. I've had physicals before. Hell, I've walked home with my clothes shredded after a fight with a Sawk. But this… this feels different. Why does this feel so weird? So surreal?
Amanda's voice cuts through the silence, a mixture of her usual bubbly tone and its inverse. It was caring, yet deliberate, the kind of voice that was meant to guide. "One last time." Ava inhales. "Do you puff?"
"N-no," Ava stammers, her voice cracking as she exhales a little more than just air. The intersex girl struggles to keep her gaze steady, trying to refrain from ogling Amanda's chest. Amanda stripped down to her sports bra earlier—something about the AC—but now I just can't stop looking. The way the fabric clung to Amanda's full, toned frame made her pulse quicken. They look so soft… would they feel like mine? Or… "better?" The thought made her throat dry, and she barely registered Amanda's words as they tumbled out of her mouth.
"- it'll keep the dough in your bakery. You want in?"
"Huh?" Ava blinked, snapping out of her daze. Amanda stood by the door, her hand on the lock. Ava barely caught the tail end of her sentence. "Uh, Y-yeah. Sure." Money? I can get some Items, maybe even sheltering. Ma never got to tell me about trainer discounts. She could barely process the offer.
The soft beep of the lock sent a jolt through Ava as Amanda turned back, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Don't want any interruptions, do we?"
Amanda's steps were unhurried as she crossed the room, hips swaying just enough to tease Ava's eyes. In her hand was a small cup of water, a faint orange hue swirling inside. "Drink this," Amanda's voice honeyed.
Ava took the cup, her fingers brushing against Amanda's briefly. The contact sent a warm tingle up her arm. Without hesitation, she downed the liquid, the citrusy tang lingering on her tongue.
The atmosphere in the room shifted, a subtle yet palpable tension filling the air. I feel so worked up... Like I could literally pounce her right now! Amanda slid on a pair of gloves, the latex snapping lightly against her wrist. Ava's voice came out hurried and tinged with curiosity, her thoughts spilling into her words. "S- So! What exactly would I be doing?"
Amanda's grin widened. "Apart from Poké-Breeding?" Her tone casual yet laced with playful mischief. She bent over a drawer, rummaging through its contents. The stretch of her spats left little to the imagination, and Ava couldn't tear her eyes away. Amanda straightened, holding up a small box of condoms. "Some clients might ask for a… personal session, if you catch my drift."
Ava's heart skipped a beat. "Wait, how are you testing… that?"
Amanda tapped the examination table, moving her hand in a jerking motion. "Simple. You're going to show me what you've got."
Ava's breath hitched as Amanda expertly unwrapped a condom. Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned her jeans, the anticipation almost unbearable. "This is, uh… my first rodeo. Could you uh… ya know?"
Amanda smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Don't worry. I'll handle everything."
She knelt between Ava's legs, her touch deliberate and confident. The first contact sent a jolt of electricity through Ava, her body reacting instinctively. Amanda's movements were slow, calculated, her lips wrapping around the tip with a deliberate intensity.
Ava's head snapped back, a soft moan escaping her lips. Amanda worked methodically, her hands and mouth in perfect sync, drawing Ava closer to the edge with each passing second. The room faded away, leaving only the intoxicating rhythm between them.
When the climax hit, Ava's entire body tensed, her breath catching in her throat. Amanda didn't flinch, letting the condom fill her mouth with a satisfied hum.
As Ava slumped back, her body spent, Amanda rose to her feet, a playful glint in her eye. "Not bad for your first time," she teased, tossing the used condom into a nearby bin. "But you've got a long way to go if you want to keep up with me."
The room fills with the rhythmic sound of their bodies moving together. Ava's fingers find Amanda's clit, rubbing in sync with her thrusts. Amanda's moans grow louder, more desperate. She writhes against Ava, lost in the sensation.
"I'm something of a woman myself," Ava whispers with a grin, voice thick with desire, as she bites gently on Amanda's neck. Her thrusts grow more urgent, powerful, as they both lose themselves in the heat of it all.
When Ava finally comes, it's with a shuddering thrust, filling Amanda with another thick, hot load. Amanda cries out, her body spasming as she comes alongside Ava. Exhausted, Ava pulls out slowly, the weight of the aphrodisiac settling in. The water... it had an aphrodisiac. If it wasn't for that, I would've lost.
Ava slumps back in the chair, body spent. But as she looks at the sprawled-out scout, she lets out a content sigh. "Fu...ck," she mutters, eyeing the steady stream of cum leaking from between Amanda's trembling legs, before grabbing a towel and wipes herself down before heading toward the door.
Amanda's dazed expression shifts into a faint smirk. "Another thing about being a trainer," she rasps, voice hoarse but satisfied.
Ava chuckles. "Stick around, and maybe don't give me a handicap next time."
Amanda weakly sits up, smirking. "Why wait?"
Ava freezes. Yeah, nah. Imma leave before you break my dick. She presses the lock symbol on the keyboard a few times, feeling the taps finally process.